Clouded Moon

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3. Unexpected.

Renesmee Cullen.

English was humiliating. Well, I was once again lucky, because Jacob's English teacher was on maternity leave, so their class was going to merge with ours for the next few months. Thank you, teacher, for doing dirty things with your husband.

But it didn't matter how lucky I was, because I was humiliated, and I didn't want what happened to happen.

I'll start from when I walked in. Well, I did, and the teacher glared at me. I noticed the class seemed strangely large today, and when I saw Jacob, I knew the balance of the universe had somehow shifted to make way for my needs. He waved at me, and after my face turned tomato red, I waved back.

"Well, students, we'll be starting Romeo and Juliet today," said Mr. White. "We're going to watch the movie today and tomorrow, and then start our in-depth understanding of the play."

Mr. White then pushed the TV-on-wheels to the front of the class and plugged it into the wall. He turned on the DVD player, waited for the bright blue letters to appear on the screen, and then slid the DVD into the slot.

A few sounds of the spinning, and then "Loading Disc" appeared on the screen, before it went black and the starting credits came on.

"Please take some notes," Mr. White said, before taking his place on the desk.

I pulled out my notebook and opened to a fresh page. With the click of my favourite black pen, I was armed and ready to take notes. In big fancy letters, I scrawled the words Romeo and Juliet on the top, with the date on the right, and made my first black dot on the left side of the margin.

Looking back up at the TV, the title had now come up. Romeo and Juliet. The words then disappeared, only leaving the R and the J. The same letters were then shown carved on a tree, before the narrator started... well, narrating.

R&J

"Two houses, both alike in dignity," the narrator said. But I was just thinking about those letters. R and J.

"In fair Verona where we lay our scene." R and J.

There was something about those letters. R and J. Renesmee and Jacob? (AN: Thanks, Thats-So-Alex, I owe you for this idea.)

And so, I ended up drawing a giant heart on my blank page, and scrawling the words 'Renesmee and Jacob Forever' on it. I completely lost the presence of the rest of the world, including the movie. My drawing became bigger and bigger, as I copied the words on every inch of the page in different directions.

Suddenly, my paper disappeared.

I jerked around in the direction that my paper had flown in. I saw Mr. White looking at it, smiling smugly. My eyes widened.

"Well, well," Mr. White said to me. "Looks like someone has a little crush."

"Please give it back, Mr. White," I said as politely as I could.

"Shouldn't you have been taking notes?"

I had no response to that. "I'm sorry," I said.

He did those tongue clicks that sound like 'tsk, tsk, tsk,' and shook his head at the same time. I had a feeling the outcome was not going to be good.

He raised his hand, which contained the remote, and pressed a button on it. The dramatic music and the deep male voice saying "I love you, Juliet," stopped, and everyone turned to look at Mr. White.

"I'd like to show the class something," Mr. White said. "Renesmee Cullen's notes."

He passed my piece of paper to the nearest girl. I sat in my seat, unable to move, and chewing on my lip nervously. The girl snickered, seeing the piece of paper, and passed it on to the next person.

Snicker after snicker soon became laughter filled with mock. Until the paper landed into the hands of the person sitting beside Jacob. He also snickered, and then showed the piece of paper to Jacob. His eyes widened, and looked at me. I felt his gaze on me, but I didn't return the gaze.

I just couldn't face him anymore.

A few minutes later of me staring at the wooden top of my desk, the paper- my humiliation- was banged on my table, a manicured hand on top of it. I looked up to see Charlotte standing there with the dirtiest look that anyone could possibly have on their face.

"Look, nerd," she said. "If you dare try to steal my boyfriend away from me again, I'll kill you. You... you... boyfriend stealer!"

What a creative use of words.

"I'm not your boyfriend!" said the voice I least expected to speak right now.

There were several gasps from all over the room.

"J-Jacob," Charlotte said.

"Seriously, Charlotte," Jacob said. "I can't take it anymore. I once thought it was just a rumour, but please stop telling people that I'm your boyfriend."

"But, Jacob-"

"I'm not going to try and stop you from ever talking to me again, but I just want everyone to know."

She looked down. "I'm sorry."

But she only seemed to look down to Jacob. She really was staring at me from the corner of her eye. She was giving me an even dirtier look than the one she was giving me before. I didn't even know that was possible!

With a swift movement, she took hold of my 'notes' and slowly ripped it in half, in a way that no one else saw or heard.

But in a way that made me gulp.

The bell rang. Everyone packed up their books and started to leave the classroom. I found myself doing the same much faster than I usually did, and then running to catch up with the one I loved.

He looked at me. "Oh, hi, Renesmee."

"Hey, Jacob," I said. "I'm really sorry about that."

He looked back straight ahead. "It's fine," he said.

"I guess you... know now, right?"

He nodded.

"I wanted to tell you in a better way," I said. "I really wanted it to be special."

"Can I ask you to come meet me in front of the school after the final bell goes?" He spoke in a way that had nothing to do with what I was saying, but yet it did.

"What?" I said involuntarily. "Oh... yeah, sure."

He smiled. "Okay, thanks," he said. "See you then."

"Yeah," I said. "See you."

The Last Lesson of the Day.

Rrrrring!!!

The final bell roared through the school, filling butterflies in my stomach. Was Jacob going to tell me he hated me? That he never wanted to see my face again? I found myself out of control once again, and I grabbed my books and fled the classroom.

What I did:

Went straight to my locker. Took my books. Realized they all didn't fit in my bag. Took my orange binder in my hands.

Tried to gain control of my eager legs as they ran to the front of the school, through crowds of chatting students.

Saw Jacob leaning against the wall of the school, looking amazing.

Gaped at him for a second, and then took slow steps towards him.

Glared at my feet for not moving when I wanted them to move. Can someone have ignorant feet?

When I was finally standing in front of Jacob, he stood up straight, pushing himself off the wall.

"Um..." I said. "You wanted to talk to me about something?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Well, I'm all ears."

He took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

I waited for my rejection.

But instead, I got eight words I really did not expect.

"Renesmee," he said. "I think I'm in love with you."

I dropped my orange binder.

OOOOH. What will happen next?

Yes, I do realize he fell in love with her in a day.

But there's a word in Twilight for that, isn't there?

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